Chapter 1
It was almost the end of your shift, and after a long day that was the only thought that kept you going. That is of course, until two very gorgeous guys walked through the front door. You wait, watching them and hoping, praying, that they will sit in your section. And when they do a smile spreads across your face. You duck into the back room, quickly checking out your hair in the dingy mirror and making sure you don't have anything in your teeth. You run your hands down your shirt, flattening everything out and with one last look in the mirror and a deep breath you walk out the door, a bright smile plastered to your face.
"Hi! What can I get for y'all?" Oh god, did you just say y'all? A blush spreads over your cheeks as you curse yourself internally. Shockingly the one with the shorter, darker hair and the killer eyes looks up at you. He flashes a blinding smile that makes you weak in the knees and it takes you a second before you realize he's talking, "Oh, I'm so sorry what was your order again?" the heat intensifies in your face as the blush gets worse. To make matters worse, the taller one who looks up from his laptop long enough to smirk at his companion and when he looks back down he says,
"Coffee, black. And a Caesar salad, dressing on the side. And he'll have a cheeseburger." Before you can even stutter out a response, the first guy adds,
"Extra onions. And a beer." With another grin that sends you stumbling away, mumbling some sort of response.
You stand in the kitchen, back against the wall while you wait for their food to be done. Luckily no one else is in your area, the place is almost empty. That's how it always is past midnight, not many people go to little cafes in the middle of the night in your little town. Before you get a chance to bring the food out to the guys, the door slams open and the shouting starts. The cooks push you away as you try to peak out the door, and one look from them tells you to stay put. You stay behind the door, waiting for the all clear, but it never comes. As soon as the cooks step through the door you hear a gurgle, as if someone is drowning, and a thud. The shouts turn to screams as you resist the urge to look out the door at what's happening, and you frantically look around the kitchen for a place to hide. There's nowhere that looks safe enough, but you know that behind the counter, through the door, there's a cupboard big enough to hide in.
You drop to the floor and take a deep breath. Opening the swinging door leading to the dining room as little as possible. Just enough room for you to quietly squeeze through, and you crawl as quickly as you can to the cupboard, opening it and climbing inside. You squeeze your knees, and hide your face as you listen to the screams of pain, when suddenly you hear a round of gunshots ring through the diner. All the noise stops after that, and then you hear,
"Did you get them all?" you recognize the voice from earlier, it's one of the guys who walked in earlier. Terrified you squeeze your knees tighter and pray they don't find you. "Wait… did you hear that? Was it coming from the kitchen?" A pause and then a string of curse words, "The girl! Where's the girl… the waitress from earlier…" there's another pause and then a shuffle as the two guys run behind the counter. You hear the kitchen door swing open, and not even a second passes before they are back out. You can tell they are standing behind the counter still, and you hold your breath. Hoping they will stay away from the cupboard and move on. You can hear their voices but can't make out what they're saying and as their footsteps travel away from you, you let out a sigh of relief. The little bell on top of the door rings quietly and you peek out from the cupboard. So far you don't see anyone, so you get out entirely. As you rise to your feet, you hear a noise from in front of the counter and you freeze. You turn around, and see the same cook that shoved you into the kitchen, the same cook who used to sneak you fries at the end of a shift or give you rides home.
Your face breaks into a smile as you take a stumbled step towards him, you choke on his name as he lets out a growl. It's only now that you realize the dark black lines running up his neck from under his shirt. He stares at you, his lip twitching and as he steps towards you, a scream rips from your throat. You drop to the ground and try to crawl into the cupboard again but he's already jumping over the counter, pulling at your legs. You let out another terrified scream, and suddenly he's ripped off you, and a single shot is fired and he drops to the ground beside you. His dead eyes staring up at you. Your hand covers your mouth as you stare at his body. You drag your eyes away from him to stare up at the people who have saved you.
You're shocked to see the same men from before, staring at you. Your mouth opens and before you can even get any words out, the shorter one speaks,
"I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam." He smiles, but it's different from before, "I hate to ask you this… Well I don't really hate it" Sam clears his throat and Dean continues, "I'm gunna need to see down your shirt."